CHAPTER TWO

PRISCILLIA P.O.V

I honestly didn't understand why the sun decided to cook my fresh skin this morning.

I usually stayed under the sun from like 7:00 to 7:30, just to be blessed naturally with VITAMIN D. It was a daily routine, a daily routine that blessed my skin and bones in different measures. All my years of carrying out this action I have never felt this roasted, I mean I had just spent ten minutes. Just ten minutes under the sun and I was already sweating terribly. If you hadn't known better you would think I fell into the pool. I honestly felt like I had offended nature, like it was just 7:10 and the sun was this hot, I wondered what it would be like at noon.

I got up from the sun lounger, frustrated as hell as I grabbed my phone and the orange juice box I had by my side. I moved towards the main building of my humble home. Wait did I say 'humble', wrong wrong, this house wasn't humble at all, sometimes I wondered why my dad built such a large house, I mean we we're just a family of 5, why have a house with nearly 20 rooms. If you would ask me, I'd honestly say it's too much. 

But my say doesn't have anything to do with this anyways, it's all on Mr Johnson. The senior man of this 'humble' home. I remembered the towel I left behind and rushed back to pick it, before heading back to the house.

I walked into the main sitting room, and noticed my mom talking to someone. I looked hard and discovered it was Patricia's therapist.

Yes. Patricia.

I had a twin. I never enjoyed having a twin by the way,no twin goals. Nothing at all 'cause she always kept to herself, still we found out she's mentally unstable. It started with her having imaginary friends. 

Note, friends. 

She even placed them over me. Her own twin sister, I was broken. But that's not a story for today, so...

I flew up the stairs very quickly, so they won't notice me. The discussion seemed very serious. Oh Patricia...

I passed powell's room and decided to look for trouble. I walked back to his door opened it and jammed it as hard as I could, I even flinched at the loud bang. "Who's that?!!" I heard him shout. I'm sure his was just waking up. Lazy ass.

"Your ancestors!" I shouted back, and rushed into my room making sure I locked the door to avoid stories that touch.

I headed for my bathroom, brushed my mouth for the second time today and had my bath. I don't joke with my teeth, people. There are a lot of thing I don't joke with but my teeth, skin and face are my main priority. Like I had to cut a lot of friendship with touchy people. Like just stay the HELL OUT OF MY FACE!!!. I got out of the bathroom, wore something comfy and landed on my bed.

I had declared today "priscilla's indoor day". The people I live with are not supposed to disturb me and let me stay in my room for 24hours, sometimes I wished the amount of hours could extend.

I already stuffed my room with all I needed and planned on binge watching 'Bridgerton' on netflix. The hype was too much, now let's see it's worth the hype.

After arranging all the snacks on my bed, I hopped on it making all my arrangements go to waste. I put the tv and the a.c on, ready to dive into pleasure and 24hours of 'do-not-disturb'. What a day.

And then I heard it, I just had to hear it. I mentally slapped myself for not putting my phone on d-n-d mode. A text came in and curiousity just had to get the best of me. I got down from my bed and headed towards my dressing table where my phone laid, effortlessly.

A smile found its way to my face making me almost tear my lips apart. I smiled at the my phone, I couldn't even stop the smile from getting wider and wider. It was Kelvin, my boyfriend. Kelvin. The boy my heart beats for, it was just 7:40 and he was here already sending me his breath taking morning messages. My love for this boy never gets old, I mean it's being 2 years and I still blush at his words, like a 2 years old.

Just his words, Sorry his texts.

I rushed back to my bed and opened his DM.

K💝🔐

:Babe!, Good morning.

Hope you slept well. And I'm sure you dreamt about me😌. Didn't you??😏

Me

: Morning boo 🌹... Yes babe I slept very well and if I didn't dream about you who else would I dream about 🥴

I texted him back. He started typing back immediately

K💝🔐

:That's my baby!. Good girl

I smiled at his reply.

Me

: Lol😂💅

K💝🔐

:Babe?, I want to video call you.

Me

: What's stopping you?

K💝🔐

:Your permission?

Me

:Lo fucking L 😂. My permission?? When did that one  start??. Nawa o.

K💝🔐

:Yes naw, I don't know if you are busy, you know.

Me

:Okay o, you can call me. Lol.

The call came in earlier than I expected, like he had been anticipating.

Oh my baby.

"Baby!!!!!" I squealed as soon as I received the call, he just laughed. I took time to access his face, my baby looked stressed, very stressed. School had messed him up. I wished I was there to easy him off the stress.

"Stop staring at me like that, babe. It's weird" he said laughing.

"You look stressed babe. what's wrong??" I questioned him worriedly.

"Yeah babe..., universities is stressful as fuck, it's depressing I swear" we both laughed this time " and you're not here with me, it just makes everything worse" I felt for him, I felt really bad for him 

"Stop whining me joh, you think I don't used to hear about all the hot hot chicks in your school" I said playfully as I pouted at him.

"Ah!!! Babe after you na you. Omoo, it's true that some girls here are hot, but none of them reach you. Asin none of them is even close. And see bah hearing your voice alone has given my energy, the energy pass the one fearless and bullet gives me. Like I can't even give myself that energy." He said. Kelvin and his sweet mouth sha, unlucky for me I am not resistant to sweet talks so I just stayed there turning different shades of red.

"Don't worry my mom was able to talk to my dad, so I'm coming to Abuja and we've already paid for the post utme exam. So when I come to write it we'll hang" I explained to him.

"I hope they give you admission, cause the head of this school dey spark sometimes"

" They would. Definitely. My dad said he he'll pull some strings and and I'll get in immediate." He smiled widely at the good news.

"Babe, I can't wait for you to get here. Well be the bonnie and clyde of uni abuja" he said grinning sheepishly. 

Oh my heart, his smile. 

" I ain't no bonnie, babe. I'm too good, they'll just catch us sharp sharp." I tried to joke back and he laughed. One of the things I loved about him, his laugh. It's so dreamy.

"Don't worr——" he was cut off by sound background noise. I tried to get what the person in the background said but I fail woefully. He turned back to face me and then I knew our little chit chat was over. 'cause it happened like this everytime.

"Babe, I'll call you back. Something just popped up. Love you" with that he just hung up, he didn't even give me the chance to say 'I loved him too'. Something was always popping up, everytime we talk that was how it always ended, with something popping up.

If I wasn't love sick, I was supposed to realize that something was up with him. But my love clouded mind wouldn't even think of him doing something evil or bad. I dropped my phone making sure to turn off my data and putting the phone on d-n-d mode. To avoid any further distraction.

Kelvin Adejo, we've been dating for over 3 years now. Such a couple goal, I'm very proud. We both attended the same secondary school 'chris ville academy' in lagos. But he was 2 classes ahead of me, I was in ss1 and he was ss3. The same class with my brother, powell.

My friends kept telling me that he was using me back then, I actually believed them 'cause what was an ss3 doing with an ss1 and not just any ss3, Kelvin Adejo. So I made sure I didn't get too attached to him back then, because I knew what would happen to me if I get too attached and get heart broken or betrayed at the end. But here we are about to celebrate our 4th year anniversary.

When he left for university I taught everything would end there but it didn't, we even became closer. kelvin truly loved me.

When he heard that my dad was against me going to Abuja, he was mad, it affected him badly. But I thank God for my mom. I cried out my eyes for her to see how serious and pained I was, she always knew how to sweet talk my dad to coming in agreement with her.

I silently thanked God that I'll be with my baby again, after 2 solid years. I started watching 'bridgerton' with butter flies in my belly, I didn't even need the snacks again. I was already filled up with butter flies. Tasty butter flies.